I Am the Only Fertile Woman in the Game-Chapter 254 National Sacrifice Day

Qiao Suisui turned her face away, wanting to avoid the question.

Zong Fang, however, was uncharacteristically relentless.

"According to what you just said, in the second timeline, you discovered that Ruka was gone, then you went back to the past to try and change things, leading to the third timeline. So what happened in the third timeline that made you go back to the past time and time again?"

Qiao Suisui slightly parted her red lips but hesitated to speak. She dared not look into Zong Fang’s eyes. However, the gaze of the men was fixed on her, making her feel pressured.

Carl couldn’t stand it any longer. He stepped in front of her to block Zong Fang’s oppressive gaze, "What are you doing? You usually get murderous over anyone saying a harsh word to her, and now what? Don’t pressure her."

Zong Fang irritably grabbed Carl by the collar and pushed him aside, "If I don’t ask clearly, what if she goes back again someday?"

Carl was taken aback, his brows slightly furrowed, and he said no more.

Ruka also uncharacteristically did not step in to stop it immediately, instead, he kept a close watch on Qiao Suisui, waiting for her answer as well.

Zong Fang knelt in front of her, gripping her shoulders, not giving her a chance to evade.

"Tell me, why do you keep going back?"

Qiao Suisui’s eyes were downcast, the corners red, her eyelashes trembling. She remained silent.

Seeing her about to cry but stubbornly refusing to speak, Zong Fang felt an urgent rage, but he controlled the strength of his hands. They weren’t too forceful, yet they firmly restrained her.

"If you won’t speak, I will speak for you."

He took out a letter and held it in front of Qiao Suisui’s eyes.

"In the first timeline, Anubis died and you were heartbroken. So you followed him...," Zong Fang clenched his teeth, swallowing the word and continued with some reluctance, "But for some reason, you came back. You wanted to find a way to save him, so you went back to the past.

In the second timeline, you failed and even altered the outcome for Sikoses, so you went back to the past again, the third timeline was the same reason. Until you came back to school, gave this letter to your past self. Every critical node written here is something you had experienced, you knew which choices were the best, so you taught your past self, trying to change the future by altering the past.

You were always trying to save Anubis, weren’t you?

You could keep going back again and again recklessly, never considering telling me, right? You really didn’t trust me to solve these issues with you, did you?"

"That’s not true!"

Under the relentless questioning, Qiao Suisui had already started crying silently, her eyes red, her voice hoarse and unconsciously raised, "You were gone, Ruka was gone, Ash was gone, everyone was gone! What could I do? What else could I do?"

The pressure from the Time Retrospect since its activation snapped like a taut string in that moment.

Perhaps it was exhaustion, relief, or simply because they were all back by her side at this moment, everything returning how she had hoped, Qiao Suisui broke down crying, almost gasping for breath. But all the pent-up sorrow, sadness, and heaviness were swept away with the tears, as if releasing pressure.

Zong Fang had already tightly embraced her the moment she spoke, his large hand cradling her head, tears falling as he kissed her forehead.

Ruka immediately came forward, kneeling by her side and continuously patting her back to help her breathe.

Leberli stood frozen in place, his mind going, ’boom’, unable to hear anything around him, seeing only Qiao Suisui with tears streaming down her face.

What had she just said? She said she wasn’t around, so she kept going back to the past because she couldn’t accept his death... She said she had died too. What exactly had happened originally? So... everything today was achieved by her persistence, never giving up?

Carl’s pupils trembled, and in an instant, his mind raced with countless thoughts, "The photo...."

Then he suddenly turned his head to look at Anubis, his voice trembling as he asked, "Which day did she return to? Which day was it when you saw her!"

Anubis said, "National Sacrifice Day."

Carl’s figure swayed.

The day the former leader was assassinated was designated as National Sacrifice Day, a day when all Federation citizens must mourn. And it was on that day... he experienced memory loss, and photos of Zong Yan at the crime scene appeared in his Light Computer....

His tone stripped of all jest and frivolity, he became utterly monotonous: "The former leader... who killed him?"

Qiao Suisui raised her reddened eyes, her expression resolute.

"I did. I killed him and Rui as well."

Upon hearing this, Carl tilted back his head, breathing heavily, his chest sharply pained. The other men, upon hearing her words, had shock and heartache in their eyes.

"Was it also you who erased my memory?"

"Yes."

They had been together for 30 minutes, 30 minutes in which she killed two people, kidnapped Zong Yan, and before leaving, even spared him a bargaining chip for his freedom!

Carl looked at Qiao Suisui, his eyes full of pain, and he screamed hysterically, "Why... why didn’t you tell me, I could have done it, just tell me! I would have done it! Why did you have to do all this...."

Carl’s first killing was in his childhood when he and Kai were trained as the Federation’s child soldiers, and the target of their first shooting training was a living person. Although they were prisoners detained for crimes, shooting a live target felt completely different from shooting a paper target. He shot the man, hitting him squarely in the chest.

A snow leopard’s hearing is exceptionally acute, and Carl hated this sensitivity.

Because he could even hear the sound of the bullet piercing the flesh, ’puff’, hitting the flesh, and then piercing through the chest cavity and exiting.

After that day, he learned something: when a person dies, the blood gushes out, not splattering as he had imagined.

Afterward, he vomited for ten days, unable to keep down any kind of nutrient liquid. It was since then that, aside from necessary intake for growth, he lost all desire for food and nutrient liquid, especially during missions when he would eat as little as possible.

This was the feeling of killing.

Carl knew that through subsequent training and missions, he repeatedly grew accustomed to and swallowed this feeling of killing, becoming numb, but that did not mean it wasn’t terrifying.

Yet the person he had always protected, cherished in the palm of his hand, whose eyes he would cover even from a brutal scene, the person he feared would melt in his mouth, had actually killed, even personally capturing the bloody scene to leave him with a bargaining chip for the future.

Carl’s heartbreak was beyond repair, and he suddenly lost all strength, collapsing to his knees.

Upon hearing her words, Ruka’s fingertips began to tremble uncontrollably, filled with self-loathing at this moment.

His hands cupped Qiao Suisui’s cheeks, his eyes brimming with guilt.

"I’m sorry, it’s my incompetence."